The Crab-Grass Baby

Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (ba*s) Scott thunes (ba*s) Jay anderson (string ba*s) Ed mann (percussion) Chad wackerman (drums) Ike willis (vocals) Terry bozzio (vocals) Dale bozzio (vocals) Napoleon murphy brock (vocals) Bob harris (vocals) Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals) Crab-gra*s baby: Stroke me pompadour, pompaduooor, pompaduooor, pompaduooor. stroke me pompadour, father. stroke it nicely while I tell you about the problems I am having with my car an my girlfriend. ooo-wo-woo White man's burden! Her and her girlfriend used to go out and booze it up and tear up the upholstery; rip the seats completely out, and so I got a fifty-six olds. about the time I got it running decently, she got i And wrecked the trans...tore it completely up, so I had to get another oldsmobile (either that or go to tijuana or go to brown moses way down in egypt-land). it's so hard on a child when his car Ucked up. buy me a volvo, faaather. Harry-as-a-boy: Isn't it terrific, artificial rhonda! Crab-gra*s baby: One-adam-twelve...see the enormous white pompadour! ha-ha-ha-ho! that's a good one! hoo-hoo-hoo. Harry-as-a-boy: He's so young, and yet, so wise! Crab-gra*s baby: I pooped my pants, pooped my pants, pooped my pants! I went doody, faaather, sob-sob-sob-sob-sob. Harry-as-a-boy: His vocabulary is astonishing! Crab-gra*s baby: So what if you s*ck a little cock every once in a while? Harry-as-a-boy: Ohhh...i'm so lucky to have a son like this... Crab-gra*s baby: Barf me out...gag me with a volvo! Harry-as-a-boy: I can't wait to show him to all the fellas down at the mine-shaft! Crab-gra*s baby: Take me to the movies. buy me a balloon. stroke me pompadour! Harry-as-a-boy: Look! look! look at the pecker on him, wouldja! goodjy-goodjy-goodjy-goo! hoo hoo hoo! Thing-fish: Dis boy have a 'provlem'! however, how 'bout a nice round of applause fo de three 'wise mammies', comin' atcha outa chute numba five!